My soul seeks knowledge...What Kind of Soul are You

You Are a Seeker Soul

You are on a quest for knowledge and life challenges. You love to be curious and ask a ton of questions. Since you know so much, you make for an interesting conversationalist. Mentally alert, you can outwit almost anyone (and have fun doing it!). Very introspective, you can be silently critical of others. And your quiet nature makes it difficult for people to get to know you. You see yourself as a philosopher, and you take everything philosophically. Your main talent is expressing and communicating ideas. Souls you are most compatible with: Hunter Soul and Visionary Soul

What Kind of Soul Are You?

Why my ulcer is acting up

Around this time last year we found out my mother had cancer. I had started working back at my old job after battling illness myself. I quit so take care of my mother. My siblings were like we will help as much as we can. We can't help physically take care of momma cause we can't stand to see her that way but whatever else you need we will provide. I've exhausted everything I've got to take care of her including myself and one of my sisters is tripping. If you voluntarily tell me you are going to do something, do it, when you say you are. If she asks me for something and I don't hop to it she pitches a fit calls me constantly and bemoans life, love, and her pursuit happiness until it gets done, but me I get short changed in the deal. Really short changed. And no I'm the baby, she's the second born. I didn't ask her she volunteered her services and she should have delivered when she promised. If you tell me you are going to do something then do it. I'm too tired for anymore lies, broken promises, or broken words and people actually wonder why I dont' believe them. They need to look at their track record with me.

And all people around me can see or say is I'm sitting my ass up at home, it must be nice. They don't know what I go through but they have everything to say and it usually doesn't bother me, but and uncle, someone who i thought was a friend, and the fact that I am emotionally exhausted it's bothering me now. (Sorry for the run on.) They weren't up the nights listening to her cry from pain, they weren't cleaning her, they weren't damn near fainting when her medicine came to $2300 in one sitting.

This is why I have stock in Mylanta, why my ulcer is kicking my ass. All I can do is pray, for if I don't Calgon won't be the only thing taking me away.